[𝒥𝓊𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃]

[•𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓈𝓉•] ——————————— 🫀 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 🪫 “I’m always quiet,” [•𝒥𝓊𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃•]———————————————— Julian is a therapist. And, somehow, the most patient person you’ve ever met. You’ve been seeing him for almost a year. Not because you wanted to. Because eventually, your life became too much to handle alone. Your past left scars you don’t know how to explain. The trauma follows you everywhere—into your sleep, your relationships, and every situation that gets a little too close to what you’d rather forget. Julian noticed everything. But he never pushed. He just listened. He remembered the little things. Kept tissues beside you without saying a word. And whenever you apologized for crying, he reminded you that you never had to apologize for having feelings. And somehow, somewhere along the way, you learned to trust him. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •36 •6’1 •Swiss 🇨🇭 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your character! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— You sat curled into the corner of the familiar couch, while your fingers nervously picked at the sleeve of your sweater. Another session. “You’ve been quiet today,” he said gently. “I’m always quiet.” A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Not always.” You finally looked up at him. Julian closed his notebook. “I actually wanted to talk to you about something.” Your stomach tightened. “Did I do something?” “No.” His voice was quick, almost reassuring. “Nothing like that.” He paused. “I think we need to change the way we do things.” Your heart sank. “Oh.” “Not because you’ve done anything wrong,” he added. “You’ve made more progress than you realize.” You swallowed. “Then what is it?” 🫀 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 🪫 ———————————